The storm rages on... </3

A false sweet heart of honey,
Is a fucked up kind of funny,
Ya I made it through,
Though its not always sunny,
These shadows i sit,
Drinking the blood of bunnies,
Snapped neck,
Now the nose is runny,
As blood surrounds,
and hate divides mankind,
we weep in our souls,
until the day we grow old,
Equality,
Just like every story ever told,
Follow me,
To my tavern made of Gold,
1, 2, 3 ready set go,
Here is what i want you to know,
Though demons suppressed me,
Feet dug into my throat,
No demonic power could arrest me,
So i great angels when i gloat,
Like a boat i float,
Off into the distance,
But i keep my row afloat,
In each and every instance,
I've been to hell,
I've been torched by Satan,
I now harness the power,
Of victory im relaying,
Hated by his fallen angels,
Misunderstanding love,
Hearing it at all the right angles,
But i still cant rise above,
World is now,
As we are presented as life,
With each and every bow,
Let our words and actions, be other than strife....
Someone take this knife,
Before i end my life,
Ya right,
I'm a kite i fly,
Into the sky so high,
Breaking barriers til the day that i die,